August 4 – 8, 2025
- Writing James Baldwin’s life as a love story
- Advice for pitching translations in a bleak market
- Roy Scranton considers life in a perpetual apocalypse
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“There had never been such a June in Eagle County. Usually it was a month of moods, with abrupt alternations of belated frost and mid-summer heat; this year, day followed day in a sequence of temperate beauty.”
“Because the charity of my native place Constrained me, gathered I the scattered leaves, And gave them back to him, who now was hoarse.”
“Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it. That’s what they say, but I’m not so sure. I’ve learned my history, and I go on repeating it. I repeat it, on average, eight times a day, five days a week.”